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Men

Adams Street, downtown Chicgao
Running East to West,
from sunrise to sunset

Adams street, Adams and Dearborn
Adams and Wells,
Everyday, morning to eve
I walk, I run; and I stroooooooll along
Going and coming and back again,
Taking it all in, the Men,

Watching them; Men coming, Men going
and back again, morning to eve

Adams Street
Adams and Dearborn
Adams and Wells, Downtown Chicago

A vertiable flower garden of maleness
I watch them and how they stroll along,
Men in 3pc suits,
Men in jeans and work boots
Coming and going
Men large, small, short and oooh so tall
In every shade of brown

Adams and Dearborn, Adams and Wells, Downtown Chicago
Sisters, Adams Street holds a treat!

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If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.

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